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doc#146 accident could that be"? </p><p> Nearing home, he jerked to attention at the distant crack
doc#146 He tightened up in a twinkling. So far as he knew, only his father could be there. What
doc#146 did it mean? Clapping spurs to the bronc he set off at a sharp canter, with growing
doc#146 Setting a course straight for the house, he was covering ground fast when an angry
doc#146 aside into a depression. He knew now what he was up against. Whoever was out there hiding
doc#146 , was determined to drive him off before he could get into the fight. </p><p> Cursing
doc#146 drew his Colt and examined it briefly. If he wondered whether the attackers would allow
doc#146 would allow him to pull away unmolested, he had his answer a moment later. </p><p> "Over
doc#146 depression led toward a draw. Leading his pony, he hurried that way, not remounting till he
doc#146 he hurried that way, not remounting till he was well below the level of the surrounding
doc#146 then, and bending forward over the horn, he urged his mount down the meandering draw
doc#146 . A second twitched his shirtsleeve, and he felt a brief burn on his upper arm. Another
doc#146 the winding draw. The long minute before he reached effective cover seemed endless.
doc#146 seemed endless. Sweeping a look around, he saw that he was safe for the moment. He
doc#146 endless. Sweeping a look around, he saw that he was safe for the moment. He heard cries
doc#146 moment. He heard cries from behind him, but he could make out no words. </p><p> He dashed
doc#146 bronc sidewise into an intersecting draw, he plunged forward with undiminished speed
doc#146 upward, forcing him toward open range. Yet he must chance it. He clambered out of the
doc#147 His face was dark as the sky above it as he stood on the wing and waited for his pilot
doc#147 Greg climbed into the cockpit feeling as if he had never been in one before. But his hands